As a submissive slut, I am putting myself under the Christmas tree for my Masters. They can unwrap me and do whatever they want to me. I do mean anything from fucking to killing. I am a no limits or taboo kind of fuck slut. I am the perfect gift for a dominant man, even a dominant woman. Look at my ass. It is so worthy of some bare bottom spankings. My ass even screams out for a good paddling with something bigger and harder than a hand. A cat of nine tails would sever the flesh from my ass with enough whips. Don’t get me started on my tits. I have nice big fake boobies for you to abuse. You can hog tie them. Use hat pins and other sharp instruments to torture my nipples. They look lovely too with hot wax poured on them. My boobs are so big you can use them as punching bags too. My whole body is yours to use. Rough anal. Piss or defecate on my body. Suspend me. Force fuck my holes. Torture me. Even snuff me out if you so desire. I am your Christmas present to do whatever you want. Yes Master, there is a Santa Claus.
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Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig
Bondage phone sex is one of my specialties. I love being bound and gagged like a pig. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I am restrained with a ball gag, you can do anything you want to me. I cannot resist you nor can I scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. This weekend I hooked up with a guy I met at a bondage club. In the club he respected my boundaries and safe words. He was a different breed at my house. He got verbally abusive calling me a fat fucking pig. In fact, he made me oink like a pig for hours. As if that was not humiliating enough, he emptied my garbage can on to the floor. He forced me to gobble up all the spoiled and moldy leftover food from Thanksgiving. I even had to lick up old coffee grounds and dog food.
My arms were restrained behind me so he could pull the rope to control me. One wrong pull and my arms would snap in two. He had a whip that he used with pleasure if I hesitated to lick anything off the floor. “Be a good submissive whore and clean up your mess,” he would scream at me repeatedly. I devoured so much garbage I felt sick. Like a junk yard dog that ate too much. Once all the garbage was eaten off the floor by me, even the plastic and paper, he pissed down my throat. Held my nose tight forcing me to swallow his salty piss water. I thought when I brought him home, I was in for some sensual bondage, maybe some spanking and a little S & M. It was total degradation. I was his worthless pig. Not even a fuck pig. He said I was not good enough for his cock, only his piss, shit and laughter.
He left me tied up, covered in piss and in need of a stomach pump. How would you leave me?
Thanksgiving cum slut phone sex
I fucked up this time majorly! My daddy was so not happy with me. He put a leash and collar on me and chained me up in a corner. I was told to pink and bark like the little filthy thing that I was. Thanksgiving came around and he made me eat his leftovers off the floor. His cock swelled as he made a joke of me. Everyone in my family laughed. I am a pathetic piece of shit and I am a pathetic excuse of an existence. I told my daddy sorry and he told me to beg for his cock. I did as I was told and he graciously had no problem with smacking me in the face when my cunt started to get wet. He made me piss myself and then shoved my face in it and spanked me. He then bent me over and spread my ass cheeks open and shoved his cock deep inside my shit hole. He kept thrusting hard and deep as i tried not to scream. If I was loud he hit me on the back of my head and yanked my hair back. “Now tell me how thankful you are for your daddy’s cock, since it’s thanksgiving! Do it bitch.”
Submissive Whore Loves Bukkake Phone Sex
As a submissive whore, I get invited to a lot of bukkake parties. I love cum. I love eating it; getting coated in it; feeling it ooze out my cunt and ass, and filling up my tummy. My daddy gave me lots of cum when I was just an ankle biter. I have been a cum guzzler ever since. I was not so much invited to a party, as the main attraction. My Master held a little party for some of his business associates and I was the entertainment. Party may be the wrong word. It was a circle jerk. My job was to get pelted with cum shots. I sat on a desk, chin up and tits out, begging for cum. There was at least a 100 business men there, so I got bucket loads of cum. When you have a 1 to 100 ratio, you are confident that you will get two tons of cum. Some dudes had nasty smelling and even worse tasting spunk. Those damn California hippies with their wheat grass shakes. But I guzzled even the nasty spunk up like it was premium vodka. Sucked it off cocks, licked it off the floor, even sucked it off my titties. My boss was so pleased with my cum taking skills, he gave me his own musky jet blast down the throat. Since I did so well as a cum whore, he is going to let me be the entertainment at a his Christmas party. He said he has invited over 300 men. I guess I’m getting a gallon of jizz for Christmas this year.
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I am a piece of shit and a stupid cunt. I have to prove myself every time. I was given the title of being a stupid bitch. In turn I get to hole many titles. Because I am such a piece of shit and a stupid cunt I am required to repeat it to every person I see, that way they know what I am too. I act as if they cant already tell by looking at me. I like my eyes full of piss and my face caked with a shit facial. I am lucky if I even get a cock full of cum. I am not worth anything and am so pathetic, so I am a lucky bitch if I get some goodies. On top of taking the humiliation I am required to take a cock down my throat until I puke all over it. I am just happy I get any attention at all. I am grateful actually. I know how I am and if someone is giving me the time of day just to let me know how much of a stupid piece of shit cunt I am- I will take it and be the little submissive whore that I am.
Submissive Whore Will Fight a Bitch for Her Master
My boss apparently has more than one submissive whore MILF on his payroll. When I came to work yesterday, there was another bitch sitting in my office chair. I asked her to leave and she started calling me names. I am submissive to men, not women. I was not going to allow some skanky bitch to disrespect me, especially not in my office. I grabbed her by her bleached locks right out of my chair and tossed her whore ass across the room. She wanted a fight, she was going to get one. Cat fights can get brutal. We were pulling each other’s hair, scratching one another up and down, ever punched each other in the gut a few times. I grabbed her by her crotch to give her a hard clitty twist. Brought the bitch to her knees and forced her to eat my pussy. I pissed all over her face. Dirty bitched needed a lesson in manners. As her face was buried in my muff, and my legs had her head in a vice grip, my boss walked in. He was jacking off watching the cat fight he orchestrated.
He grabbed us both by the hair, forced us to our knees and made us worship his hard cock. As good bitches we gobbled his cock down like it was a Thanksgiving turkey. Our little cat fat was his foreplay. He took turns tag teaming us; made sure to give us equal jet blasts of cum to the face. We shared his spunk in our mouths like good whores. When he left, we went back to fighting over who was top subby bitch. I won. Sat my fat ass on her face, forcing her to lick my shitter clean. She ran out the office like a scared cat. No bitch will come into my office and push me out. My boss, my master. I will fight any bitch to keep servicing my masters, even you.
My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
I was excited, he had me bound arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest rape phone sex fantasies session…mmm.



















